歌词
Alive in the light on Monday,
alive in the light of May,
ee zig-zag on a bus to market,
I know, I know these things will not go.
Alive in the light on Monday,
alive in the light of May.
Branches on the ground are shining.
I know, I know these things will not go.
I'm walking to the sound of your feet.
We're moving into squares of sun.
Our heads are golden, even mine is.
Light on, light on everything to come.
There is a branch that's come down lately,
there is a bridge not far away.
Our heads are golden, even mine is.
I'm walking to the sound of your feet.
We're moving into squares of sun.
Our heads are golden, even mine is.
Light on, light on everything to come.
